Morning

                                  Here in this room, this narrow room where life began when we were young last night

I feel your back pressed close to me and hear your steady breathing as you sleep

There's the first soft glow of dawn, the silver grey light played along the wall

I touch your hand and feel your ring and know that this is all we'll ever have



Suddenly I look into your sleepy eyes

You breathe my name and it just seems to dangle there

Then I feel your fingers running through my mind

Jumbling up my thoughts to leave them tangled there



I know so well that this is all there is and when we leave this room it's gone

My mind despairs as we walk down the crooked little steps to the front door

A ray of sun that ricochets from off the rooftop lights our way

I touch your hand and feel your ring and know

that this is all we'll ever have